6 Times a Day - Chapter 1247 - 1241 [3K words]

The king of green tea, Zhao Qingdai, overturned. It turned out that she was just a vicious female supporting role. How arrogant she was when she robbed a man, how tragic she died in the end.
At this point in the development of the plot, she has robbed the heroine’s three boyfriends.
System: Hurry up and blow up the female lead’s favorability, and embark on the road to life!
Zhao Qingdai kicked the scumbag man angrily, crying to the heroine, “Where is green tea, she is clearly my sister’s little bitch~
Du Jingmo has a green plum, which is full of greenery and exudes the fragrance of tea.
One day, Ome changed.
Huan Wen Nuan is attentive, acts like a spoiled child and does not stop, sisters and sisters cry all day long, and they give hugs and hugs when they have nothing to do.
Du Jingmo: This green tea is pretty fragrant?
Zhao Qingdai actually has a secret.
Du Jingmo is the moon favored by the creator.
Also her bright moonlight.
Still her heart is bright.
A cold face and a soft heart

Content tags: Soft spot female supporting system sweet text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhao Qingdai, Du Jingmo ┃ Supporting roles: Gu Cheng, Du Zhong ┃ Others:
One sentence introduction: Gold Medal Green Tea Survival Plan
Purpose: face up to yourself and face life bravely

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Ben, a postgraduate chemistry student, envisions a future where science unlocks the secrets of the universe. But fate has other plans. In a sudden twist, Ben dies and awakens in a strange new world, reborn as a five-year-old boy named Damian Sunblade.Damian's joy at being part of a noble family is short-lived. His family, valuing gold over blood, sells him off to another noble house to be groomed as a homemaker husband, a mere pawn in their political games. Struggling with his new reality and the remnants of his past life’s knowledge, Damian refuses to succumb to his fate.In his new household, Damian discovers that this world is governed by magic circles, Runic symbols wielding immense power. Driven by his scientific curiosity, Damian begins to experiment. Applying the laws of physics to the Rune symbols, he deciphers their secrets and invents his own unique form of magic.However, The family that bought him has their own plans for him, seeing Damian as a valuable tool to enhance their power. But Damian, ever the independent spirit, has dreams beyond servitude. He longs for freedom, a place to call his own—a life where he can use his talents without restraint.And so Damian devises a daring plan to escape. His journey is fraught with danger and intrigue, as he navigates a world filled with mystical creatures, powerful adversaries, and ancient secrets. Along the way, he forges alliances and battles enemies, all while refining his magical and scientific skills.In “The Runic Alchemist,” follow Damian Sunblade’s epic quest for independence and self-discovery. Witness his transformation from a forsaken child to a formidable Alchemist, determined to carve out an extraordinary future for himself in a world teeming with infinite possibilities.

I just woke up and the beautiful disciple was feeding me medicine. I drank it without any precautions. As a result, when the beautiful disciple came out, I scrolled through my memory and found out...Oh my god, I traveled to another world and became the Supreme Pontiff of the Qian Xunji Spirit Hall?!In the beginning, I encountered a situation where Tang Hao seriously injured me and Bibi Dong was going to kill me in revenge.Fortunately, I activated the Villain Douluo System. As long as I make the righteous miserable, I can continue to become stronger.Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Tang Hao... your nightmare is approaching.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.